CROCK OF SHIT



I've been married forty years,

Shared my hopes and shared my tears.

All I earned, spent every bit.

Man, this love's a crock of shit.



I sent all my kids to school.

Now they think that I'm a fool.

They don't like me 'cause I spit.

Man, this love's a crock of shit.



I come home, most every night,

Me 'n' my wife, we have a fight.

My wife always was a wit.

Man, this love's a crock of shit.



Young man, if you've never wed,

Listen close to what I've said.

You've got freedom in your mitt.

Man, this love's a crock of shit.

--- Joe Fineman    joe_f@verizon.net

||: Be careful what you do with your resentment. :||